It is not a good thing to push this young man directly to the forefront.

"Old Sun, you are too anxious and you will hurt him sooner or later!" Another Qu dad sighed.

Sun Qizheng didn't take it seriously at all: "That's because you don't understand his ability enough."

"After all, pressure brings motivation." Sun Qizheng smiled again, and then looked at Jing Xiang: "Do you have any tickets for the exchange party? My granddaughter wants it from me?"

As soon as these words came out, several other people also remembered the purpose of coming to this office: "Give me two, too. I told you not to get them before, and now you suddenly come here to ask for them. Annoying!"

"I want five. My boy said Jingluo's songs are better than mine. He's angry!"

"Ten tickets. My sister-in-law said that if she doesn't give me the tickets, she will take my wife back to her parents' house..."

"..."

Jing Xiang looked at the few Qu dads and the office employees who were gradually gathering around him, with a speechless expression on his face: "No, not a single one is left."

"How can it be?"

"There are only a few in total, and they have all been divided among the leaders of several departments!"

"That's too much!"

"The scene of the whale's fall, what a pity!"

"..."

Watching a group of people leave cursing, Jing Xiang pulled out his drawer with a slight satisfaction. There were two tickets lying there quietly.

Fortunately, I was smart and kept two of them, so that when the little girl at home asked for them, she would have something to explain.

Then he saw his phone vibrating, and a message popped up from his granddaughter: "Grandpa, can you give me some tickets for the Asian Cultural Exchange Gala?"

"I can leave two for you."

"Two pieces are not enough. Can I get a few more?"

"Why are there so many people?"

"Mom, dad, brother, me and grandma also want to go..."

Jing Xiang: "..."

Do the fans of Whale Luo have such a wide age range?

Yu Hai browsed Weibo for a while and found it boring.

The bottom part of his Weibo was filled with all kinds of words of encouragement, which made him a little tired.

Although he didn't really want to go out, he still had things to finish, so he could only get up and change his clothes to get ready to go out.

"Where are you?" Yu Hai took out his mobile phone and asked Huang Xinghui.

"Have you returned to Yucheng?" Huang Xinghui was a little excited: "We are in the school rehearsal room, do you want to come over?"

"I'll go over after breakfast."

"You haven't had breakfast yet?"

"Um."

Huang Xinghui was envious.

In order to practice these two pieces of music well, they have been up early and late at night every day, and they have not slept in for a long time.

Yu Hai couldn't feel the envy of his classmates.

He put on a mask and hat, went out to have breakfast, and then went to school.

"Your Highness is here!" When the five members of the Chunhua Band saw Yu Hai appearing at the door of the practice room, they were excited and nervous at the same time.

Today is the time for Yu Hai to test their results. After all, he said that if they fail to meet his expectations, they will be replaced.

And as long as he is willing, it will be too easy to go to Qingcheng, where the Music Association's headquarters is located, in two days to find a super high-level national band.

Yu Hai smiled: "How are you practicing?"

"It's pretty good." Even though they answered like this, their voices were not loud, and they obviously didn't seem very confident.

"Listen and watch." Yu Hai said and found a chair to sit down.

Seeing this, the five members of the Chunhua Band looked at each other, took a deep breath, and stood at their positions.

Facing the only examiner, they put in their best efforts.

After five minutes, the music stopped.

Yu Hai touched his chin, thought for a while, and then nodded under the anxious eyes of the five people: "It's better than I thought."

Everyone's expressions were overjoyed, and Yu Hai did not hesitate to announce directly: "You have passed the test, and I will strengthen training with you today."

"Oh yeah!" Several girls hugged and cheered.

Huang Xinghui couldn't help but smile excitedly, it was not in vain that they had been training without sleep and food for the past two weeks.

I finally took advantage of this opportunity.

Yu Hai waited for them to finish celebrating, and then pointed out the main problems of several people with a serious expression:

"First, there is still something wrong with your rhythm. It is not stable enough. Our performance is not conducted by a conductor, so you have to work hard to grasp the rhythm..."

"The intonation of the string instruments is good, but certain notes still need to be strengthened, especially the guzheng..."

"The most important thing is the bottleneck part of instrumental music. Your tacit understanding is still not enough. Soloists really need to pay attention to this..."
Chapter completed!